The Nanaclones

A Study on the Coming Termination of Fun

Ever wonder where your fun goes? Do you ponder the sudden appearance of boredom? Well, this onslaught of misery comes form a secret organization of deranged hags called the "Nanaclones".

These old women are obsessed with removing every ounce of joy and/or fun from the face of the earth. How could they do this? Why, the Flying-Mopeds ® (motor scooters) of course! Driving down the road in your car, laughing with your family, you suddenly hear a loud roaring above you. A dark cloud passes over the sun, and for a moment it seems that an eclipse is occurring. But no, the Nanaclones are attacking! Think that you can escape? Never! The Nanaclones can smell fun, and when they do, their instincts drive them to end it. They sniff with disgust at the air, and their noses curl. "I smell-"their faces twist with loathing- "fun."

However, there is occasionally too much joy in an area for one Nanaclone to handle. When this occurs, a Nanaclone will go into "ecstasy overload," a period of time when they cannot handle the high joy levels. Their bodies freeze up and they holler, "Self-destruct mode 527 - 693, joy destruction!" Shortly after, they explode with the force of ten atomic bombs.

Unfortunately, most of the time the Nanaclones can handle excessive joy quite well, with the aid of boredom shield, which protects them from the happiness floating around. In order to remove fun they cannot handle, they also use Funwhips ®. One lash of this fearsome weapon, and a person becomes completely devoid of fun.